Your shape so shapeless, tangible not touchable,
Soft and supple is the ocean of your skin.
Your hair so free with motion, beating rapid like your heart,
But so fragile is our love that we are like art,
Like a single strand of corn silk, our body's be bound and intertwined,
Our hilts held close and yet so loose, as to be a pile of leaves in the autumn.
This is our love so fragile and passionate, that we might fall into it forever... unto the end, I hope this road of love to have no bend.
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Author:
Galen Alhazred (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 11th, 2017 01:26
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
Good poetry . Minor spelling flaws . But overall a very good first time submission .
Thank you for the feed back, can you tell me what flaws?? My autocorrect did most of the work I can't type for crap on a tablet. Lol
Rapid should be rapidly
Body's should be bodies
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